<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083</id><updated>2012-02-08T09:13:35.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST what FRAN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-160583811748670176</id><published>2012-02-08T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:13:35.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh em gee</title><content type='html'>oh em gee. Kait went to a bar. staying out till 5:30 sounds miz. funny though because last night i went to a bar... with my RENTS haha. their idea too.&lt;br /&gt;confused?&lt;br /&gt;explanation: chris and the jazz band were playing so my parents went and so did i. There was this kid Kerris (boy) who went (the one who was at the royals that i told you about) and he was ALL OVER ME. i wanted to tell him 'there's no way mr. k' but instead i&amp;nbsp;flirted&amp;nbsp;back so i could lead him on. jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to coming home at 5:30, is that awkward with the family you're staying with? or are they just expecting that? huh?&lt;br /&gt;i agree we do just need to&amp;nbsp;Skype. jesse unplugged the computer last time. lets try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is this kid in my class. he sits two tables in front of me more in the right corner. I LOVE HIm. oh my word Kaitlyn he's so cute. i lurv him. and i've been such a creep trying to hear the teacher say his name so i can know it. it took like 5 classes for me to finally get it- Josh. TODAY we were both rounding the corner, coming towards each other AND we almost ran into each other. Our eyes interlocked his soul spoke to my soul and they realized they need to be together. I'm just waiting for him to say his first&amp;nbsp;sentence&amp;nbsp;to me. hopefully it's 'I love you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;well i am still waiting to hear about&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;Mr.&amp;nbsp;Colorado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is a picture that is completely&amp;nbsp;insignificant&amp;nbsp;but i'm with katie. so there's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siJ3_6hbnCQ/TzKs1mgDrkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dsck3Fwmihg/s1600/IMG0034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siJ3_6hbnCQ/TzKs1mgDrkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dsck3Fwmihg/s320/IMG0034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-160583811748670176?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/160583811748670176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/02/oh-em-gee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/160583811748670176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/160583811748670176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/02/oh-em-gee.html' title='oh em gee'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siJ3_6hbnCQ/TzKs1mgDrkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dsck3Fwmihg/s72-c/IMG0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-1167101730818885835</id><published>2012-02-05T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:30:40.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IS THIS FUR REAL?</title><content type='html'>I am now here in CHILE and I'm sorry I didn't post sooner. I'm really glad you got my letter and posted and I was starting to think maybe you didnt get it. Well so I guess I can give you the scoop about Chile. So far its been great but its definitely been a hard week. The first two days were especially hard. Everything is so different here than in America. The people, the language, the food, and the schedule of the day it is all very different. The first 2 days I was super homesick. I literally didn't eat anything for the first couple days. So hopefully you're reading my other blog so I dont have to give you all the details about that. So I'll just cut to the good stuff. So the first night here that was fun was Thursday night. Me my friend caitlin, rutvij(whos indian), and Branden went out to a bar. It was super fun and we met lots of these like super hippy chileans at this bar... All I can say is Chileans are crazy. 1 they are super flirty and are super affectionate and 2 they party until the sun comes up *literally almost every night. Think about this for a minute I hate touching people and I usually go to bed at 12. Ha so Thursday was really no big deal cause we only stayed out until 2. But last night was crazy crazy crazy. I didnt get back to my house until 5:30 in the morning...... But I still went to chhurch... Idk how to explain everything. I would really rather just skype you ASAP. And all I want to do is text you and be like posted..... but its not that easy so get on skype this afternoon porfavor. I miss you so much its ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look its me in my room in CHILE v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2cC5o3c0wU/Ty7KqCX0EPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ozFtq4n1Gek/s1600/Photo+on+2012-02-05+at+15.16+%234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2cC5o3c0wU/Ty7KqCX0EPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ozFtq4n1Gek/s320/Photo+on+2012-02-05+at+15.16+%234.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still the same... CRAZY. For some reason I thought I'd look different down here.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-1167101730818885835?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/1167101730818885835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/02/is-this-fur-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1167101730818885835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1167101730818885835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/02/is-this-fur-real.html' title='IS THIS FUR REAL?'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2cC5o3c0wU/Ty7KqCX0EPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ozFtq4n1Gek/s72-c/Photo+on+2012-02-05+at+15.16+%234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-7501174631565753610</id><published>2012-02-01T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T09:50:53.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Lost Kaitlyn</title><content type='html'>I got your letter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't read it right away. I opened the card and looked at the&amp;nbsp;signature&amp;nbsp;so i could see who it was from, i read "- Kaitlyn Rebekah Kurtz (glady)," I started crying. who knew i was a cry baby? AND who knew this would be so hard for me. Kaitlyn, i think i depend on you way more than we knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the reality of this situation though, Chile? fo shizzle? I am already so excited to visit you, than again i was excited to visit you in Chile before you had even left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write some sort of post on your FB wall but i felt like it was the new trend now. So, strictly 'Best what Fran' communication and skype. and BTDUBS we need to skype ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-7501174631565753610?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/7501174631565753610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/02/long-lost-kaitlyn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7501174631565753610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7501174631565753610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/02/long-lost-kaitlyn.html' title='Long Lost Kaitlyn'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-3035362912933914865</id><published>2012-01-27T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:40:40.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going away waahhhhht?</title><content type='html'>Going away party.&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy, crazy, crazy. You're a crazy lady. I'm going to miss your stinkin little guts so much. I'm going to list pro's and con's of this situation because... well i don't know why. WEll i do know why. i really don't want you to go but i think I don't really have a reason other than i don't want you to go. because i want you to stay. Because I want to hang out with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRO&lt;br /&gt;- You have an experience of a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;- I get to come visit you&lt;br /&gt;- We get to tromp around chili grounds together... exploring... you know all of our failed attempts to explore in the Berks County well, I have a feeling Chili will make up for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CON&lt;br /&gt;- You're leaving me in America for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this picture is of you (obvi). For no other reason than this was funny. I bet this guy has no idea we have this picture or even remembers taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCtCSgg33yI/TyMz_Lgd3WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C23DXMw7zhs/s1600/_MG_9944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCtCSgg33yI/TyMz_Lgd3WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C23DXMw7zhs/s640/_MG_9944.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And this picture is my favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uVTwpPZ6ug/TyM0xyck0PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_7hNmieiG8k/s1600/_MG_9904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uVTwpPZ6ug/TyM0xyck0PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_7hNmieiG8k/s640/_MG_9904.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-3035362912933914865?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/3035362912933914865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/01/going-away-waahhhhht.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3035362912933914865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3035362912933914865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2012/01/going-away-waahhhhht.html' title='Going away waahhhhht?'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCtCSgg33yI/TyMz_Lgd3WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C23DXMw7zhs/s72-c/_MG_9944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-1827221435439636288</id><published>2011-12-04T11:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T11:10:59.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflcetchyonays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I spelled the title phonetically so you can read it how i said it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;It's sunday morning, i'm, at this moment, regaining energy i lost while i comfortably sat down and ate my delicious salad at antonios which you miss out on because you're GONE at gay college. eating always makes me ten times tireder than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;So before i posted i was like 'oh yeah i need to take a pic to post with the post'. I figured i could think of something to write about while i was photoing it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;i'm waiting for the photo booth to pop up. i'm waiting and waiting. i'm posing before it even pops up. but i'm posing. While i'm posing and waiting i'm thinking of how cute i have to looks, i mean this pose feels like a money pose. this pose might be my way to fame. i feel good. ....................... then the photo booth pops up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tya-5tVFujs/TtvFp_pc9YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bGesgpBfmKE/s1600/Photo+on+2011-12-04+at+14.00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tya-5tVFujs/TtvFp_pc9YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bGesgpBfmKE/s320/Photo+on+2011-12-04+at+14.00.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-1827221435439636288?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/1827221435439636288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/12/reflcetchyonays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1827221435439636288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1827221435439636288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/12/reflcetchyonays.html' title='Reflcetchyonays'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tya-5tVFujs/TtvFp_pc9YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bGesgpBfmKE/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-12-04+at+14.00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-7051176624716057605</id><published>2011-12-03T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T10:20:48.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad to be Glady</title><content type='html'>I am Glad first and foremost to be your best friend. You know I am very fortunate to have you as a best friend most people cant say they've had a best friend their entire life and I can say that. I am glad because I went to Lancaster last night and you came, that was so much fun and I am glad for that. I am glad school is almost over and I wont have to put up with this stuff anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Glad you are doing a triathlon if you'd ask me if I'm jealous I'd have to say yes. I want to do it with you even though I know I'd bail but I'd really enjoy talking about it for the next month like I was gonna do it. I'm Glad because you're making a clone, this way I can take you everywhere. I'm Glad its December because I love Christmas. I'm glad I got up this morning and worked out I always love it after I work out. I am just GLAD maybe thats why they call me glad(andbytheyimeanyou).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope Mr. Biglips doesnt come to christmas tradition with me that is something I am not glad for. Oh me and my dumb mistakes. How did I get myself in this one? and you know what you warned me not to hang out with him. and I didnt listen. I'm an IDIOT now. Wow. Learn from my mistakes please. Now for a christmas suprise for you.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/C7-4GC828rM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7-4GC828rM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7-4GC828rM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glady ALWAYS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-7051176624716057605?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/7051176624716057605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/12/glad-to-be-glady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7051176624716057605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7051176624716057605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/12/glad-to-be-glady.html' title='Glad to be Glady'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-6516261412146587105</id><published>2011-12-02T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:29:00.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thin Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;You'll never guess what happened. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;First I have an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large; "&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT &lt;/span&gt;yes yes... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;I signed up to participate in a TRIATHLON. whaaa what? What the hey was i thinking? I wasn't actually. I sprung out of bed in a zombie like manor and got on my computer in a zombie like manor and i searched 'local triathlon races' in a zombie like manor. And i walked over to my purse, got my wallet and pulled out my cred card in a zombie like manor and in a zombie like manor i filled out all the necessary information and NOW I uh have a triathlon to train for. And i'm saying this after i scarfed down some cinnamon sticks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;So now for the 'guess what happened.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;WELL, I met someone at RACC. in fact she looks just like me. Its perfect. She abducted me into thin air though. You'll see when you watch the clip below. Anyway, thin air said they would give me back when you come home from college, so HURRY UP YOU TURD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;Love ya..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B_zreGMcIIQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-6516261412146587105?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/6516261412146587105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/12/thin-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/6516261412146587105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/6516261412146587105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/12/thin-air.html' title='Thin Air'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B_zreGMcIIQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-8067930483532139799</id><published>2011-10-31T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:07:05.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeeeeeep</title><content type='html'>I meant to do homework and slept for 2 hours how did this happen? HOLY HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN1QKIynyGY/Tq8MU0yETxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/q25dhyG4txM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-10-31+at+16.59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN1QKIynyGY/Tq8MU0yETxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/q25dhyG4txM/s320/Photo+on+2011-10-31+at+16.59.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NOW FOR A SHORT NEWS UPDATE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-IT SNOWED IN OCTOBER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-I SKIPPED MY 10 OCLOCK CLASS TO GO TO KATIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-MESSIAH COLLEGE IS A BIG PARTY HALLOWEEN WEEKEND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-KIM KARDASHIAN IS FILING FOR DIVORCE AFTER 2 MONTHS OF MARRIAGE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-I AM COMING HOME THIS WEEKEND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-IM NOT GONNA WORK OUT TODAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-(BUT I REALLY SHOULD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-IF ITS SOMEONES BIRTHDAY I AM NOT GONNA SAY HAPPY B-DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-I SHOULD DO HOMEWORK YESTERDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-I PROBABLY WILL NEVER GRADUATE FROM COLLEGE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-LETS MOVE TO IDAHO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-I REALLY MISS YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-GLADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-8067930483532139799?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/8067930483532139799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/10/sleeeeeeep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8067930483532139799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8067930483532139799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/10/sleeeeeeep.html' title='Sleeeeeeep'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN1QKIynyGY/Tq8MU0yETxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/q25dhyG4txM/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-10-31+at+16.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-762587204215075994</id><published>2011-10-14T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:39:58.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HA</title><content type='html'>It's like you found my journal and posted it for the world to see. even thought it's probably just our eyes reading this. and even though my journal isn't about my day (like most peoples are ) but it's written only when i'm upset... so it looks like i'm always upset and i'm a depressing person. But in my head journal this is what goes on. The whole morning thing it happens EVERY morning... but still i try. HA oh man glady. either i rubbed off on you or you rubbed off on me. How did this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OzdfgjPJwQM/TpiPE4GzBQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2b4ExOmpV9w/s1600/Photo+on+2011-10-14+at+15.32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OzdfgjPJwQM/TpiPE4GzBQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2b4ExOmpV9w/s320/Photo+on+2011-10-14+at+15.32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOOK WHAT I GOT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;$30.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQIE4hqbXLY/TpiPA_bo2mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AIkuQhioUHs/s1600/Photo+on+2011-10-14+at+15.33+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQIE4hqbXLY/TpiPA_bo2mI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AIkuQhioUHs/s320/Photo+on+2011-10-14+at+15.33+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For all those times i thought about working out and didn't but still felt the satisfaction.... i guess it did something because look at my NEW BOD!! woo woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-762587204215075994?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/762587204215075994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/762587204215075994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/762587204215075994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha.html' title='HA'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OzdfgjPJwQM/TpiPE4GzBQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2b4ExOmpV9w/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-10-14+at+15.32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-2341412276235431383</id><published>2011-10-12T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:50:29.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My uncertainties and ficklness</title><content type='html'>It is kind of outrageous how I can never make my mind up about anything. This is in all areas of my life. I know we talk about this a lot but I feel like it needs to be addressed again. Let me tell you about it. You should get comftorable maybe even make some tea. This may take awhile. Okay it starts with waking up in the morning. I tell myself the night before, "tomorrow is gonna be a productive day I'm waking up at 7, working out then doing hw" Okay so I wake up at 7 turn my alarm off and 2 hours later wake up at 9. At 9 I get dressed after I'm dressed I look in the mirror and decide to change because for some reason my body just doesnt look right in that outfit today even though 2 weeks ago it looked great. So I manage to change my outfit until my whole room is a wreck and it gets to the point I have nothing else to try on and I decide to go back to my original outfit. Okay outfit I have that figured out finally. Now lets think about who do I like today... Well last night I literally liked everyone but this morning the thought of those boys literally sicken me and I am reverting to a life of celebesy. Sounds perfect okay now I gotta go to breakfast. WOW I'm so hungry this morning I literally could eat everything. I think I'm gonna go with an egg white omelet cuz that sounds so good. After I put my order in I decide i really just want frosted mini wheats.. SHOOT! what do I do.. Oh well I'll just get Mini wheats and not eat my omelet. Okay eat mini wheats aww so good then I get my omelet and plan to throw it away BUT it just looks so good and decide to eat it. After about five bites its gross cuz I'm so full. Oh man uh oh right about now some guys come to eat breakfast with me n Lydia.. Lets just say so n so comes and sits with us and Im like crap he looks really cute today and suddenly decide I like him again shoot. Now suddenly my somewhat focused day has another focus. UHHH I hate this. So then I go to class nbd life goes on for a little... I hate my outfit a little more though out the day and convince myself Im gonna workout harder then I ever have before when I get done with all my classes. So 2 comes around and I decide I'm really hungry and so I put off working out to eat. Oh gosh I should really eat a salad but oh man pizza looks so good but no I need salad. hmmmmm should I go with fried chicken on grilled chiicken.. I should choose grilled but I need to treat myself to fried cuz then again I am working out my hardest today. OK FRIED CHICKEN IT IS! So I eat the salad with fried chicken then get dessert probably and then im done and its time to get back on with my day.. And wow I do not feel like working out now. Maybe I could just take a nap and go at 2 then I'll do my hw and that will be that. So I end up wasting my whole afternoon on watching gossip girl and 6 comes around and everyones going to dinner and I swear the only thing that will make me feel better is food. So instead of working out I eat AGAIN. I'm not even going to go into my food decision making at dinner because its seriously outrageous. &amp;nbsp;By now I'm sure whoever I liked at breakfast has annoyed me by now and I want nothing to do with them but its probably more cuz I'm disgusted with myself. By night time I might or might not have worked out. most likely I ended up doing the easiest work out ever or the most intense there is really no medium ground for me its all or nothing. Okay well gtg to class love yah&lt;br /&gt;GLADY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bI7MgMK6CFw/TpW3Pa2kNjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MHs-eqaPUTo/s1600/Photo+on+2011-10-12+at+11.49.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bI7MgMK6CFw/TpW3Pa2kNjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MHs-eqaPUTo/s320/Photo+on+2011-10-12+at+11.49.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-2341412276235431383?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/2341412276235431383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-uncertainties-and-ficklness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2341412276235431383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2341412276235431383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-uncertainties-and-ficklness.html' title='My uncertainties and ficklness'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bI7MgMK6CFw/TpW3Pa2kNjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MHs-eqaPUTo/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-10-12+at+11.49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-642396133092009801</id><published>2011-09-27T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:36:36.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm about to go there</title><content type='html'>Geoff and I were talking about adrenalin and what it takes for us to get adrenalin. I said that some of my best memories are from when i had adrenalin rushes. He then asked me : what is your best memory? It didn't even take me a second to think about it. I just laughed and said " some things Geoff I can't tell you." (I'll tell you in person Kiatlyn). But then I gave it more thought. What is my best memory? At the moment it was full of lots of adrenalin. We had never done this before, we weren't supposed to (we thought we would get in HUGE trouble), but it was so much fun. I think my best memory was with you when we were house sitting and we made bagels with strawberry cream cheese and we had our first cigar. We were at a house we were not familiar with, we sat in the back yard and had the best&amp;nbsp;combination&amp;nbsp;: strawberry bagels with a cigar. I think we need to relive this memory again. We felt like we were doing something crazy. But now it's just sounds like a fun thing to live again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that brought me through memory lane... I wont say much about this next hilarious memory.... But you'll laugh.... :having babies on your sewer hill. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm off to RACC to get my transcripts sent to West Chester University. Boo ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruv roo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-642396133092009801?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/642396133092009801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-about-to-go-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/642396133092009801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/642396133092009801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-about-to-go-there.html' title='I&apos;m about to go there'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-2201457954945666827</id><published>2011-09-24T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:15:19.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM SORRY... &amp; I MISS YOU</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry I didn't come home so in place of not coming home I thought I would post. What have my where abouts been? Well I spent this whole week trying to catch up on everything that i missed when I was gone. For instance on class on Monday I literally forgot i had a quiz and a reading due and I simply just didn't do it. oH Well. I had my first Spanish exam and ACED it. Yeah BABY 85% WOOOOO.. Some call it a B I call it an A++++++. #IMFLUENT. OH speaking of # I'm obsessed with twitter. Funny how it takes a weekend too Long Island and Mr. Cutes n Mr. Tall to get me to start tweeting but now Im obsessed and never going back... In fact Twitter is better then facebook. I dont even go on facebook anymore. tweet @ me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm again so sorry I didnt come home this weekend but........REMEMBER...... NEXT WEEKEND!!!!!! concert HOLLAR. me + you +concert=best things in life. I feel bad for other people at concerts that arent going with us they just dont get the whole experience. jordan, katie, n luke are in for a real treat. People should really pay us to go to their concerts. What a fun job that would be.. So anyway I was in a really bad mood yesterday and flipped on Katie n Lyd... OOPS hopefully they'll forgive me. Okay well goodluck at the wedding I know its gonna be sick but remember next weekend GONBEDABOSSS. Hope you understand that language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luurvveen YOU.!/';&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEkjZq0Bep0/Tn3z7LlfgII/AAAAAAAAAEk/KV1hrCMERS4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-24+at+11.13+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEkjZq0Bep0/Tn3z7LlfgII/AAAAAAAAAEk/KV1hrCMERS4/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-24+at+11.13+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0W3jCqAjEvc/Tn3z7TtgIiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U9Br3KrNId0/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-24+at+11.13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0W3jCqAjEvc/Tn3z7TtgIiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U9Br3KrNId0/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-24+at+11.13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gOT THIS SHIRT AWHILE AGO LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we need to go shooppping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-2201457954945666827?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/2201457954945666827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-sorry-i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2201457954945666827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2201457954945666827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-sorry-i-miss-you.html' title='IM SORRY... &amp; I MISS YOU'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEkjZq0Bep0/Tn3z7LlfgII/AAAAAAAAAEk/KV1hrCMERS4/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-09-24+at+11.13+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-8442479897239324935</id><published>2011-09-13T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T17:31:43.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because im the best of the bests</title><content type='html'>I know i'm awesome. However, I'm about to be ten times more awesome on your awesome people chart. which means i'll be even higher than everyone else. it's a good thing i'm not scared of&amp;nbsp;heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am now three&amp;nbsp;episodes&amp;nbsp;ahead of you and into a season, I would like to announce what Netflix has added to their selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bare with me. because i want to be the barer of all good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is now a ..... yes..... a ...... 7 season to grey's. HOLLAR, word, ballar status. lifes grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season 8 starts soon too. with our record i think we could finish before 8 comes rolling around. except it is rolling around now so we better hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all post pictures of your favorite person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jrZZh1bophg/Tm_1GGBVL3I/AAAAAAAAADg/6J8gdGUGmEw/s1600/IMG0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jrZZh1bophg/Tm_1GGBVL3I/AAAAAAAAADg/6J8gdGUGmEw/s640/IMG0003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Odd angle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgE8jEmWaC0/Tm_1Gh5TIWI/AAAAAAAAADk/e1qvLyJ-HWM/s1600/IMG0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgE8jEmWaC0/Tm_1Gh5TIWI/AAAAAAAAADk/e1qvLyJ-HWM/s640/IMG0004.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh look you can see my pony tail in the mirror. ARTSY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7D67RPECksc/Tm_1HoBTC4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cb_OF1v2dkg/s1600/IMG0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7D67RPECksc/Tm_1HoBTC4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cb_OF1v2dkg/s640/IMG0008.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's my profile.... but really creepy. like i have a distorted nose and no mouth. how odd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AEclkq4qWTA/Tm_1HwOYmhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MJhT28NRH1M/s1600/IMG0009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AEclkq4qWTA/Tm_1HwOYmhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MJhT28NRH1M/s640/IMG0009.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;wait wahhh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSs05swucmI/Tm_1IJzdDfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CyuxqqRQ7rg/s1600/IMG0010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSs05swucmI/Tm_1IJzdDfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CyuxqqRQ7rg/s320/IMG0010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;me missing your guts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-8442479897239324935?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/8442479897239324935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-im-best-of-bests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8442479897239324935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8442479897239324935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-im-best-of-bests.html' title='Because im the best of the bests'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jrZZh1bophg/Tm_1GGBVL3I/AAAAAAAAADg/6J8gdGUGmEw/s72-c/IMG0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-8791593175689220798</id><published>2011-09-13T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T17:18:09.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the how to's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVJwKu_H0xg/Tm_yspNaLKI/AAAAAAAAADY/hD7v7oWmvzk/s1600/IMG0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVJwKu_H0xg/Tm_yspNaLKI/AAAAAAAAADY/hD7v7oWmvzk/s640/IMG0002.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this section is called HOT FITNESS TREND &lt;i&gt;Quickie workouts&lt;/i&gt;.... quotes .... blah blah blah blah..... "No need to belong to a gym to get in on the trend. try this simple routine: one minute of hard effort (biking, running, swimming, you name it,) followed by a minute of repeated 10 times, three sessions a week. (health maga, WHATS HOT section) . The sad thing is this is just as convincing to me as p90x was. In fact i read this and thought FINALLY i can lose weight. hahahaha. as soon as i walked out of barns and noble i forgot about it and probably ate a hand full of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i'm going to do this.... from now on.... i'm also not going to eat ANY gluten or DAIRY (hahaha, but seriously?.... no seriously) and little sugar. operation skinny here i come. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to be the girl in the picture next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-8791593175689220798?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/8791593175689220798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-tos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8791593175689220798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8791593175689220798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-tos.html' title='the how to&apos;s'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVJwKu_H0xg/Tm_yspNaLKI/AAAAAAAAADY/hD7v7oWmvzk/s72-c/IMG0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-4433570792998022847</id><published>2011-09-12T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T16:59:38.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Library</title><content type='html'>I'm here in the library right and Im feeling pretty good. This is my first time in the library and so far I have gotten alot done which is good. I guess the only reason Im writing this post is because facebook got boring and I wanted to write something. This may be my dullest post yet but that is because I am so brain dead and tired. Oh crap I just realised I forgot to do something crap and I dont know how Im gonna do it now..... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;oh well watever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvDidqi0U_Y/Tm6cuMIALJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/I3ERPYlWkmU/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvDidqi0U_Y/Tm6cuMIALJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/I3ERPYlWkmU/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.55.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AtI0Qs74sGA/Tm6cut7AvoI/AAAAAAAAADA/e4VZxSeOKaw/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AtI0Qs74sGA/Tm6cut7AvoI/AAAAAAAAADA/e4VZxSeOKaw/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yZ1qSdVIFk/Tm6cu0hcPNI/AAAAAAAAADE/lMKrjMvDOE4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.56+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yZ1qSdVIFk/Tm6cu0hcPNI/AAAAAAAAADE/lMKrjMvDOE4/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.56+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep_CDUNJc0w/Tm6cvPmTqjI/AAAAAAAAADI/9sm0xTzoqLc/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.56+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep_CDUNJc0w/Tm6cvPmTqjI/AAAAAAAAADI/9sm0xTzoqLc/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.56+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q6GG_rxOWQ/Tm6cvsiwn8I/AAAAAAAAADM/9IuN03tzXkY/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q6GG_rxOWQ/Tm6cvsiwn8I/AAAAAAAAADM/9IuN03tzXkY/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.57.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4ovqJIiT0s/Tm6cwM3pz9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Flw8D-uZtCk/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.57+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4ovqJIiT0s/Tm6cwM3pz9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Flw8D-uZtCk/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.57+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARMvqu7aA7I/Tm6cwb3wgqI/AAAAAAAAADU/I-8E_CkQ3PY/s1600/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARMvqu7aA7I/Tm6cwb3wgqI/AAAAAAAAADU/I-8E_CkQ3PY/s320/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.58.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So recap of this weekend it was so much fun having you here I wanted you to stay longer. I am kind of having a depressed post weekend hangover of funness. Oh man I cant think right now at all. My head is spinning. Maybe this is all because of my red eye. Hmmm I bet thats it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College is seriously the worst. 4 more days til FRIDAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GLADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-4433570792998022847?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/4433570792998022847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4433570792998022847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4433570792998022847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/09/library.html' title='Library'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvDidqi0U_Y/Tm6cuMIALJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/I3ERPYlWkmU/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-09-12+at+19.55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-378965999925923288</id><published>2011-08-29T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T17:31:36.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The College Life</title><content type='html'>My dorm is complete and I am ready to go. Classes start tomorrow and I can wait. So far at school I have managed to wake up before 9, workout, and clean up my room. I think this is gonna be a good year. A lot of things have changed from last year to this one..&lt;div&gt;I love my room and I got to decorate and its CLEAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S07CZslkMjk/TlwuJPFguQI/AAAAAAAAACo/mQbmMxN_D6k/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.19+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S07CZslkMjk/TlwuJPFguQI/AAAAAAAAACo/mQbmMxN_D6k/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.19+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last year I hated the top bunk and this year I cant get enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCMmmuDJaMU/TlwuS4nTX0I/AAAAAAAAACs/IPLnU4fPQjg/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCMmmuDJaMU/TlwuS4nTX0I/AAAAAAAAACs/IPLnU4fPQjg/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.20.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heres what I eat since I cant tell u about it everyday anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVsTV_M1nZU/TlwuhScBMLI/AAAAAAAAACw/GDnjUTxRJVM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.21+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVsTV_M1nZU/TlwuhScBMLI/AAAAAAAAACw/GDnjUTxRJVM/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.21+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Always gotta have a gun around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsFNAeprNv8/TlwuygvGPGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IIqOJ4f5Dk0/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.21+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gsFNAeprNv8/TlwuygvGPGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IIqOJ4f5Dk0/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.21+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Always gotta have a lanyard around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ub4piqVWExk/TlwvGQo3xvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/blvYsmo1dgQ/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ub4piqVWExk/TlwvGQo3xvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/blvYsmo1dgQ/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;miss you more than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-glady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-378965999925923288?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/378965999925923288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/college-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/378965999925923288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/378965999925923288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/college-life.html' title='The College Life'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S07CZslkMjk/TlwuJPFguQI/AAAAAAAAACo/mQbmMxN_D6k/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-08-29+at+20.19+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-8651708722771005364</id><published>2011-08-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T09:36:17.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU KNOW WHAT'S GRAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You &lt;/b&gt;know when you're homeschooled and there's a snow day... you still have to do schoool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; know when we were a lifeguard and it would rain and we would have off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; know when you would go to school and there was a snow day you had off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; know when there is a hurricane and KU and Messiah gets off their first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; know when there is a hurricane and RACC doesn't get off school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; know when I have classes on&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;so the hurricane wouldn't have even affected me even if school was &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; cancelled&amp;nbsp;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; know when there is a hurricane and WORK is cancelled when i'm scheduled.... Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVaNCc4OX7w/Tlu_4JFF1jI/AAAAAAAAACk/hyngMVZn7bs/s1600/Picture+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVaNCc4OX7w/Tlu_4JFF1jI/AAAAAAAAACk/hyngMVZn7bs/s200/Picture+010.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-8651708722771005364?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/8651708722771005364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-know-whats-grand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8651708722771005364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8651708722771005364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-know-whats-grand.html' title='YOU KNOW WHAT&apos;S GRAND'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iVaNCc4OX7w/Tlu_4JFF1jI/AAAAAAAAACk/hyngMVZn7bs/s72-c/Picture+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-4036147733491739653</id><published>2011-08-25T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:38:27.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did i just get a six pack?</title><content type='html'>who needs to work out when you have a best friend? who are, let me add, of the hilarious sorts. OH MY WORD. If you don't make me laugh i don't know what/who does. after i was done laughing i felt skinnier so i looked at my stomach and it was solid six pack. hollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the cane irene... I thought she&amp;nbsp;was coming right now, today, this morning, this evening and all day. yesterday someone said "you better watch out tomorrow, you might get washed away." what else is that supposed to mean? So i bought a rain coat and rain boots for school for TODAY. just kidding, i couldn't find the boots i liked, but i bought the coat. and it's NOT EVEN HERE? what they hay hore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me re-write this text message convo because i LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Kathryn - lady, i love five men at one time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn - Maybe we should look into polygamy a little more seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Kathryn - hahahahahah except reverse it. we're the ones with multiple husbands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn - sounds like a nice life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Kathryn - we're always told to live a stress free life.... that's the solution there's no shaking the wrong man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;cause we gots them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn - i'm dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Kathryn - im literally getting stares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ruv Kathryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-4036147733491739653?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/4036147733491739653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/did-i-just-get-six-pack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4036147733491739653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4036147733491739653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/did-i-just-get-six-pack.html' title='did i just get a six pack?'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-5080292015518427000</id><published>2011-08-25T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:47:16.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>60%</title><content type='html'>SO this earth quake that happened, or didnt Im kind of skeptical about it. People say they felt it but I personally think its some kind of east coast flash mob type thing....... "LETS ALL PRETEND THERE IS AN EARTHQUAKE AND VIDEO TAPE WITH A SHAKING CAMERA" man the brains behind this one. I mean my little sister was even behind it. WOW our own family. ha The real concern was not this little shake but this HURRICANE that is coming. HOLY HOW???? I'm gonna be honest I kind of like it when big things happen to the east coast it makes my life more exciting. So honestly I know this hurricane IRENE might be big and cause more than a 60% statistic that less than one person died. bUT ITS kinda exciting. Ha it was so funny you should have heard mr A talk about it today... He was saying electricity out &amp;nbsp;houses completely recked school canceled... He even went on to say that there house may be wrecked and they might need a new one. Im laughing now but I guess we will see Sunday whos really laughing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond excited for our outing it will be a grandeous time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN SIDE TO THIS HURRICANE&lt;br /&gt;I MIGHT HAVE TO MOVE INTO COLLEGE SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-5080292015518427000?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/5080292015518427000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/60.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5080292015518427000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5080292015518427000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/60.html' title='60%'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-5229621077598302867</id><published>2011-08-18T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T06:20:59.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>watch</title><content type='html'>This comes out tomorrow, which means i think we should see it.&lt;br /&gt;watch the trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi3449396249/"&gt;TRAILER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-5229621077598302867?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/5229621077598302867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/watch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5229621077598302867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5229621077598302867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/watch.html' title='watch'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-694413583854404563</id><published>2011-08-17T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T06:58:20.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the shirt</title><content type='html'>Considering the shirt, this picture is funny.&lt;br /&gt;Disregarding the shirt, this picture if funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIqNPulXXDk/TkvI7Vz0YyI/AAAAAAAAACg/dqBKl1v6wmU/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-17+at+09.52+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIqNPulXXDk/TkvI7Vz0YyI/AAAAAAAAACg/dqBKl1v6wmU/s640/Photo+on+2011-08-17+at+09.52+%25233.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-694413583854404563?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/694413583854404563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/694413583854404563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/694413583854404563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/shirt.html' title='the shirt'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIqNPulXXDk/TkvI7Vz0YyI/AAAAAAAAACg/dqBKl1v6wmU/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-08-17+at+09.52+%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-334151554859028592</id><published>2011-08-16T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T13:37:54.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PEEVED</title><content type='html'>I totally forgot about this blog and just remembered it now. Which is great because Im so bored and really need to do something. But first why do u pick up your phone when your in class then not talk to me?????? HUH. That doesnt really matter at all just you confuze me sometimes, keeps me on my toes. Now for what this post is really about.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up yesterday morning at the crack of dawn to go to work to only be woken up at work an hour later by the childrens father who got called off. So I dont get paid for a full day when I really need the moneys right now. Then this morning I did the same thing and so did he. Seriously what do I do then all day? I came home and my mother was like oh hey wanna go on a run. I was a little uneasy about this considering I havent ran in a week and last time I ran I really walked. There me and my mom go and go BIG cause 3 miles would really be way to easy compared to the 7 lungattacking miles I ran(except for big hills) Man what a day. Fells good now actually it feels great now. MAN I love the feeling after I run. Maybe when I run I should think about the feeling after I run and think about all the food I'll eat after I run. I had the best lunch ever. I had pasta with mozz mozz cheese n BASIL n tomatos may sound weird but it was the beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a picture or any of that for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my sweat shirt back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days left before I go back to Messiah : #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GLADY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-334151554859028592?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/334151554859028592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/peeved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/334151554859028592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/334151554859028592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/peeved.html' title='PEEVED'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-2597782901579507298</id><published>2011-08-11T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T13:26:52.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cats, in no circumstances are they ever</title><content type='html'>COOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact that's the truest thing anyones ever said. Looks like i'm the brilliant one now. stating the obvious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was too much to text. plus this is why we have a blog anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look deary, you asked me to feed a cat, not feed a lion in a cats body. Luckily you learned the ways and the tricks and passed your wise wisdom down to your humble friend. Now i've mastered the art of keeping the licat (lion cat) from attacking my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with eyes set on my fit and claws spread wide, this cat bounds towards my feet. it never makes it because i have my handy dandy golf club to pin the cat to the wall before it gets even near my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were ever so right... AGAIN... when you said this cat puts on his calm face when you bring someone. So i brought Jenna. He sure did just walk along like there was no one there. Except he threw a few glances and fast moves when my feet would walk by him. He wasn't all so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alls to say your club, back door jumping through the garage was the most brilliant thing. In fact that's probably the only reason i'm willing to go back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you. miss you. come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRatBAN_10E/TkScGwQToMI/AAAAAAAAACc/hoyH5u5F-U0/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-11+at+23.20+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRatBAN_10E/TkScGwQToMI/AAAAAAAAACc/hoyH5u5F-U0/s640/Photo+on+2011-08-11+at+23.20+%25232.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh look it's me being licat.... in your sweatshirt that i found.&lt;/div&gt;Katerina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-2597782901579507298?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/2597782901579507298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/cats-in-no-circumstances-are-they-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2597782901579507298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2597782901579507298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/cats-in-no-circumstances-are-they-ever.html' title='cats, in no circumstances are they ever'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRatBAN_10E/TkScGwQToMI/AAAAAAAAACc/hoyH5u5F-U0/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-08-11+at+23.20+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-3940416793652184183</id><published>2011-08-06T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T18:54:57.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the lamest</title><content type='html'>My day was the worst. Just a heads up this may be a little crude this here post. Anyway I woke really early this morning and I was sick in my stomach but it wasnt normal stomach sickness it was horrible. Anyway after spending a half hour in the bathroom hannah diagnosed me with food poisoning. All I could think was wow this is the worst thing ever and I began to pray and try to bargain with God so I would feel better.THATNEVERWORKS. So I went back to bet sort of but woke up every little but. After I woke up I started brain storming of what I must've eaten to make me food poisoned. And then thats when it came to me. IT was fish tacos. I know what your thinking that sound gross but actually it was so delicious. But the reason I know it was the tacos is cause Tim made me get them no more explanation needed. So here I am all day sleeping and doing nothing and now I feel HORRIBLE. oh darlene come over now I need you. And to answer your question about conjoin twins I think that they count as one since yah know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a picture of me in the only place ive been alll day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1zw_WD1xK0/Tj3wVLyL24I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BZRgIFTVsg0/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-06+at+21.45+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1zw_WD1xK0/Tj3wVLyL24I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BZRgIFTVsg0/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-06+at+21.45+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GLADY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-3940416793652184183?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/3940416793652184183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/lamest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3940416793652184183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3940416793652184183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/lamest.html' title='the lamest'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1zw_WD1xK0/Tj3wVLyL24I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BZRgIFTVsg0/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-08-06+at+21.45+%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-538581282753625910</id><published>2011-08-02T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T15:34:36.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question for the of knowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WCUKUsjBy4I/Tjh7YgsXGuI/AAAAAAAAACI/zRr9rxeuGrc/s1600/Photo+on+2011-08-02+at+18.32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WCUKUsjBy4I/Tjh7YgsXGuI/AAAAAAAAACI/zRr9rxeuGrc/s320/Photo+on+2011-08-02+at+18.32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and my twin were just wondering something. Do we count as one or two people? I mean do we have to buy one or two tickets to a concert? &amp;nbsp;We are one body. same thing as one person? I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-538581282753625910?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/538581282753625910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/question-for-of-knowing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/538581282753625910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/538581282753625910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/08/question-for-of-knowing.html' title='Question for the of knowing'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WCUKUsjBy4I/Tjh7YgsXGuI/AAAAAAAAACI/zRr9rxeuGrc/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-08-02+at+18.32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-1215254812617519748</id><published>2011-07-25T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:15:13.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grey's haze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ4i9DECiBk/Ti5H8WlglxI/AAAAAAAAABw/OM5excrEebI/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-17+at+08.23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ4i9DECiBk/Ti5H8WlglxI/AAAAAAAAABw/OM5excrEebI/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-17+at+08.23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJVTKnyv_aE/Ti5H9h_nqEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TdRQjK1KRLQ/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-22+at+14.00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJVTKnyv_aE/Ti5H9h_nqEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TdRQjK1KRLQ/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-22+at+14.00.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBOuvp-Ay1Q/Ti5H-nMN0LI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xeZdMbRF_6Q/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-23+at+08.48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBOuvp-Ay1Q/Ti5H-nMN0LI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xeZdMbRF_6Q/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-23+at+08.48.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8YOlqcoRW4/Ti5H_uYO-sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QJTjNNizmqI/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-24+at+09.57+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8YOlqcoRW4/Ti5H_uYO-sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QJTjNNizmqI/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-24+at+09.57+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been blog absent lately. It's not uncommon for a new blogger to go post crazy than abruptly disappear. In fact after doing research in my diagnosing prosses, i found that it's not only not uncommon but there's a 99% prebability (predictability/probability) that could have been made about this very issue regarding me (and you) while we were making our blog. All i'm trying to say is, i've been struggling. I thought i was alone. I did my research&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;diagnosed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i have a very common issue. everyone goes through this. THE OTHER DAY you told me you're checking every day, being dissapointed every day.... well let me tell you GLADY, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i'm back &lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE PICTURES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;were the main serving dish for four different blog posts I was failing to finish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE MEANING:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THIS POST:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1) Beyonce, mesmerizing. uhn beee leave able. she' never ceases to amaze me.. lerv her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2) it's about half past 12:31 am and i'm pooped. Grey's Haze has taken me. DONDE is season 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3) you were probably sound asleep in two minutes. in two minutes i was driving under a four way light just thinking about my bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;as soon as i got home i got all caught up in checking various sites, now it's half past 12:34 am and i'm still awake. an hour ago you fell asleep in two minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4) i have to be @ work in T - 415 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;time is my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;have a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;night that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uy1b0kGy-18/Ti5LryymUYI/AAAAAAAAACA/4EK3TGl3Oj4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-26+at+01.07+%25234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uy1b0kGy-18/Ti5LryymUYI/AAAAAAAAACA/4EK3TGl3Oj4/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-26+at+01.07+%25234.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WHERE'D MY NECK GO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-1215254812617519748?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/1215254812617519748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/greys-hazepre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1215254812617519748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1215254812617519748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/greys-hazepre.html' title='grey&apos;s haze'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ4i9DECiBk/Ti5H8WlglxI/AAAAAAAAABw/OM5excrEebI/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-07-17+at+08.23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-5729919338064560647</id><published>2011-07-20T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T06:38:48.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE BEYONCE</title><content type='html'>JUST WATCH THIS THEN WATCH THE GIRLS MUSIC VIDEO AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/3vXXiku0580/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3vXXiku0580&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3vXXiku0580&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-5729919338064560647?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/5729919338064560647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/more-beyonce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5729919338064560647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5729919338064560647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/more-beyonce.html' title='MORE BEYONCE'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-2883465563625029597</id><published>2011-07-18T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T09:04:35.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><content type='html'>I am in love with beyonce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/VBmMU_iwe6U/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VBmMU_iwe6U&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VBmMU_iwe6U&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Jay-z they both are so talented its insane. HOW CAN YOU NOT BE OBSESSED WITH HER?&lt;br /&gt;HOW? HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/lEWwkrBlzG8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lEWwkrBlzG8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lEWwkrBlzG8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;im just not gonna say anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-2883465563625029597?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/2883465563625029597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2883465563625029597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2883465563625029597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-2638192711237553643</id><published>2011-07-15T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T18:35:30.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FRIDAY NIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I am doing right now is sitting in my basement with my 2 wonderful little sisters. We are currently watching my favorite show ever MAKE IT OR BREAK IT. Actually its not my favorite show if it were my favorite show I would not be posting this. So earlier we went Target which was fun I guess. I wanted to go to a good ol war concert but that didnt happen but thats okay. I really am enjoying being here right now sitting down. I just finished my third bowl of popcorn. Right before my popcorn eating and make it or break it watching Gabby and I tried to learn this dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/gtaGmyqk9vY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtaGmyqk9vY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtaGmyqk9vY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got bored we really need more of a challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So while I am watching this show I decided to have a little photo shoot with photobooth with this new shirt i BOUGHT at target here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_HLDk0F1LE/TiDqgVFAAzI/AAAAAAAAABU/2zE4AKs-uhY/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_HLDk0F1LE/TiDqgVFAAzI/AAAAAAAAABU/2zE4AKs-uhY/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.24.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lt_kXAuRvTY/TiDqhDsJnlI/AAAAAAAAABY/DY4OikJD64M/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.28+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lt_kXAuRvTY/TiDqhDsJnlI/AAAAAAAAABY/DY4OikJD64M/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.28+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y6boIkSIw-4/TiDqh1EUnsI/AAAAAAAAABc/frAKyZgNA5M/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.30+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y6boIkSIw-4/TiDqh1EUnsI/AAAAAAAAABc/frAKyZgNA5M/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.30+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-em1Fm-g5Pbk/TiDqixChN-I/AAAAAAAAABg/3bW0U-WciK4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-em1Fm-g5Pbk/TiDqixChN-I/AAAAAAAAABg/3bW0U-WciK4/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.30.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IjIOk4Qgew/TiDqjeb5WDI/AAAAAAAAABk/kbfoswg-teY/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.31+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IjIOk4Qgew/TiDqjeb5WDI/AAAAAAAAABk/kbfoswg-teY/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.31+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3W3d1MDM-w/TiDqkMesUGI/AAAAAAAAABo/kRNOgNvKBV8/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.31+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3W3d1MDM-w/TiDqkMesUGI/AAAAAAAAABo/kRNOgNvKBV8/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.31+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzw0FWF5BE0/TiDqlHOedlI/AAAAAAAAABs/0AdrGlYVPmo/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzw0FWF5BE0/TiDqlHOedlI/AAAAAAAAABs/0AdrGlYVPmo/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you get better Kathry I really dont want to spend another friday night like this. Oh and that last picture... I think i ate too much popcorn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love Glady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-2638192711237553643?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/2638192711237553643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-friday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2638192711237553643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2638192711237553643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-friday-night.html' title='MY FRIDAY NIGHT'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_HLDk0F1LE/TiDqgVFAAzI/AAAAAAAAABU/2zE4AKs-uhY/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-07-15+at+21.24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-3941015226021260585</id><published>2011-07-12T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:51:13.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's good</title><content type='html'>What today has looked like. I got up in the morning, finished editing britts video, exported britts video and it didn't work. No like from the am till bible study i was working on exporting britts video because IT WOULDN"T WORK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in desp need of vince don. Yes i was. where to find him? Texting didn't work so i went to.... dun dun dun. FACEBOOK. I was like lets see if he's on. And sure enough you were right, i was back on facebook. I had a lot of notifications. which than led me to.... dun dun dun... POSTING.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People said stuff to me so i.... dun dun dun.... RESPONDED. the thing is, i could now careless about facebook. Which is the spot i wanted to be in. So i could careless if i don't get on for a week. which i wont so there's no point in deleting it now. I will treat it as if it was deleted and just get on a few times here and there..... probs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-3941015226021260585?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/3941015226021260585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3941015226021260585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3941015226021260585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-good.html' title='it&apos;s good'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-8049428097614447397</id><published>2011-07-11T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T14:36:10.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The PLACES I want to go</title><content type='html'>First off GREENLAND LETS GO!!! Lately i dont know what it is but i literally want to explore and go everywhere. I just watched the movie 180 degrees south which you have to watch and now I just want to go to Chile. It's crazy but sometimes my wanting goes before my already in place plans. For instance since I've watched that doc. I suddenly dont wanna go to Messiah anymore and want to do missions in Chile. I am realizing my problem I cant settle with anything. I love spontaneous things and I love constantly doing different things. I am going to blame this on being the middle child. So here are a list of places I wannt to go and some things I would like to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Chile I wanna go to Chile and like a million different places in Chile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Patagonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tkrKVccYZM/ThtrLO9UohI/AAAAAAAAABI/vFyxAEeu68w/s1600/patagonia+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tkrKVccYZM/ThtrLO9UohI/AAAAAAAAABI/vFyxAEeu68w/s1600/patagonia+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Incan Ruins in Peru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2QL947wLQ8/Thtrttf0u1I/AAAAAAAAABM/y-IuDedyrnU/s1600/470machu%252C0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2QL947wLQ8/Thtrttf0u1I/AAAAAAAAABM/y-IuDedyrnU/s320/470machu%252C0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The galapagos Islands mainly because of the huge turtles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSaqZaAwHYM/Thtshp6mMAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uU1pT6W6Fmg/s1600/3179852820_43a7b02caf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSaqZaAwHYM/Thtshp6mMAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uU1pT6W6Fmg/s320/3179852820_43a7b02caf.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really wanna show more but I dont have time because dinner is ready and I am starved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;bye GLADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-8049428097614447397?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/8049428097614447397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/places-i-want-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8049428097614447397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8049428097614447397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/places-i-want-to-go.html' title='The PLACES I want to go'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tkrKVccYZM/ThtrLO9UohI/AAAAAAAAABI/vFyxAEeu68w/s72-c/patagonia+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-6297435067165207831</id><published>2011-07-08T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:44:33.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when i get back</title><content type='html'>from poe paddy i am going to learn a language in 10 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.pimsleurapproach.com/opttopop_v9.asp?sid=25002bnr&amp;amp;uid=2695&amp;amp;cid=20655"&gt;WATCH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-6297435067165207831?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/6297435067165207831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-i-get-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/6297435067165207831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/6297435067165207831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-i-get-back.html' title='when i get back'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-3117732296956397272</id><published>2011-07-08T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:47:40.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>screw</title><content type='html'>college, future working life. I want to make money solely for traveling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenland.com/en/things-to-do/outdoor-aktiviteter/vandring.aspx?gclid=CJjZqpOL8qkCFQw75Qod1E0Aag"&gt;To places like this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-3117732296956397272?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/3117732296956397272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/screw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3117732296956397272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3117732296956397272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/screw.html' title='screw'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-254387301539547983</id><published>2011-07-07T22:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:34:49.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tent? where?</title><content type='html'>NOT ANYWHERE I CAN SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kait bo bait, this tent is no where on this planet. but we have another tent that is just as good, actually better and bigger. the only problem is that my dad said something is wrong with it and he forgets what it is. i'm assuming not huge, just minor so we'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;However, in the looking for the where abouts of my tent i literally turned into an animal and pulled out all my storage stuff. I found clothes form awkward teen years.... what awkward articles of clothing those were. So a day before po paddy i'm scrounging through everything and have bags and bags for good will.... i still need to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGJeGH-BeI4/ThaRluleuMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Pe02f1pM0IA/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGJeGH-BeI4/ThaRluleuMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Pe02f1pM0IA/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh look it's me going through my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_D3ayrgwt1k/ThaS6RiyGQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qSnsT4b-cNw/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.13+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_D3ayrgwt1k/ThaS6RiyGQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qSnsT4b-cNw/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.13+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;magazine ........ is katy perry going crazy? what is she wearing? Do you think her mother knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g7QcCmvfNhA/ThaRnYIIINI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3tWgSh3eKR8/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g7QcCmvfNhA/ThaRnYIIINI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3tWgSh3eKR8/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VrPEYXZd7M/ThaRpqM_ekI/AAAAAAAAAAw/joRt37Rs68s/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;This sweatshirt was found in 'find tent' scavenger. Sense i didn't find the tent, this sweatshirt will have to be the replacement. meaning just as i will sleep the whole weekend (IN a tent) i will never take this off my back, forever IN this sweatshirt... for the weekend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VrPEYXZd7M/ThaRpqM_ekI/AAAAAAAAAAw/joRt37Rs68s/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VrPEYXZd7M/ThaRpqM_ekI/AAAAAAAAAAw/joRt37Rs68s/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VrPEYXZd7M/ThaRpqM_ekI/AAAAAAAAAAw/joRt37Rs68s/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VrPEYXZd7M/ThaRpqM_ekI/AAAAAAAAAAw/joRt37Rs68s/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VrPEYXZd7M/ThaRpqM_ekI/AAAAAAAAAAw/joRt37Rs68s/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VrPEYXZd7M/ThaRpqM_ekI/AAAAAAAAAAw/joRt37Rs68s/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsGLgBEY4wU/ThaS7WIUx8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Q8brAXX4MQQ/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsGLgBEY4wU/ThaS7WIUx8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Q8brAXX4MQQ/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsGLgBEY4wU/ThaS7WIUx8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Q8brAXX4MQQ/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;on the other hand. look at this boy. i'm not sure if he's a teen or a man but he's adorable. such a wittwl cuwtie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyjX4B-byFk/ThaS6--c42I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aBM5VnuRY0Y/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.15+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is supposed to be an advertisement that makes you want to buy that beverage. but i'd be scared that it means you're doomed to be kidnapped. look at her, she might as well write her will and kiss her family goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_JxtFcphuU/ThaUHirCuAI/AAAAAAAAABA/8AAgeF1Nirg/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.21+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_JxtFcphuU/ThaUHirCuAI/AAAAAAAAABA/8AAgeF1Nirg/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.21+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hollar ( good night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh wait i just realized i'm wearing the sweetest earrings on earth.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-di64Aq5WjBE/ThaUH3WSDbI/AAAAAAAAABE/1LUX3o6i_Ws/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-di64Aq5WjBE/ThaUH3WSDbI/AAAAAAAAABE/1LUX3o6i_Ws/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.22.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-254387301539547983?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/254387301539547983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/tent-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/254387301539547983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/254387301539547983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/tent-where.html' title='tent? where?'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGJeGH-BeI4/ThaRluleuMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Pe02f1pM0IA/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-07-08+at+01.09+%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-7072744968547652868</id><published>2011-07-04T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T08:15:49.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROJO, BLANCO, Y AZUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Happy 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy food, family, fireworks, and fun as much as I do!&lt;br /&gt;GO AMERICA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLM7Z_V-hQc/ThHWw0csi3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/NRFTzuGfmKI/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-04+at+11.02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLM7Z_V-hQc/ThHWw0csi3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/NRFTzuGfmKI/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-04+at+11.02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dont forget to wear your red, white, and blue. Above I'm wearing a headband I made with Marla. My sisters, Marla, and I are all matching. how cute? I love matching. I love eating. I love sitting around all day with my little cousins. WOW what an eventful day this is going to be. But what I am most excited for is you Kathry because after today &amp;nbsp;you are coming home and even though i do enjoy texting you all the time it doesnt compare to being with you and seeing you face to face. I feel like your absence has taken a part of me. Yesterday my mother said as I was on my bed watching greys anatomy... "Just since Kathryn is gone does not mean you can just sit around and do nothing" ha wow I didnt know it was that obvious that I had no motivation to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Down below I have uploaded a video for you so Watch it please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5459652"&gt;FIREWORKS WATCH IT!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta Manana KATHRY&lt;br /&gt;con carinos GLADY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-7072744968547652868?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/7072744968547652868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/rojo-blanco-y-azul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7072744968547652868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7072744968547652868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/rojo-blanco-y-azul.html' title='ROJO, BLANCO, Y AZUL'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLM7Z_V-hQc/ThHWw0csi3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/NRFTzuGfmKI/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-07-04+at+11.02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-4411461040776100200</id><published>2011-07-03T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:00:43.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the giggles</title><content type='html'>Hahaha to tanning. Hahah to the fact that I caught up to you in greys and we're at the same time watching the same part (you seven min ahead) but we're only ten hours away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah to tanning and how influential you actually truly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha aha to your mexican nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha to how hirarious you are. I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhhh to I miss your guts. And I'm not coming home tomorrow :( &lt;br /&gt;I get home Tuesday..hopefully in time for truth proj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mrs talkalot hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I love greys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider thiS as POSTed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duble ps. I also feel very unsettled tonight. It's because we are not watching greys together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-4411461040776100200?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/4411461040776100200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-giggles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4411461040776100200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4411461040776100200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-giggles.html' title='Oh the giggles'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-5885136695352618872</id><published>2011-07-03T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T15:36:55.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>I usually have volleyball but I canceled it then decided I dont wanna do anything so I dont feel like having a bonfire. Im irritated and I know I am going to be irritated all night. That is simple just what I feel. I gotta say my feelings are pretty flaky sometimes or all times. So why do I rely so heavily upon what I feel? IDK maybe cuz I am a human and thats just what comes natural. I seriously think my feelings are bi polar I know Im not cuz that would be just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Now since you know I dont feel like having people over for a bonfire I will tell you what I am feeling right now. I dont want to hear mrs talkalot ever again. I want to be with you and be watching greys anatomy. I also want to be eating a pumpkin chocolate muffin that Marla made problem is I already ate about a dozen of them. Lastly I wish my hair was long again. I straightened it today and it doesnt work how it used too. okay enough talking about feelings that was a waste of time... its time to get to the real deal here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tanning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went tanning today with some friends(iwontmentionanynames) and they wanted to tan and I was not wanting too. It just seems like a silly concept. It is like torture to me I would rather be running in the scorching sun. First tanning rarely works because in order to get tan you need to be outside for atleast an hour and seriously who is gonna last that long. Second it is so boring cuz its too bright to read and too hott to sleep. All you do is just lay there why you could be doing something very productive. I find that whenever I try to get tan I never do and when I dont care I look like a mexican. So after about a half hour of misery and being attacked by bugs I decided to go inside and guess what my friends caved and followed me right into the AC. What Im getting at is actually how I am a very influental person and I dont take this lightly.&lt;br /&gt;KATHRY IM GLAD YOUR COMING HOME TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE GLADY&lt;br /&gt;.....POSTED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-5885136695352618872?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/5885136695352618872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5885136695352618872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5885136695352618872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-995919430831730976</id><published>2011-07-03T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T05:48:13.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ghostly beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-995919430831730976?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/995919430831730976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/ghostly-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/995919430831730976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/995919430831730976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/ghostly-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-9165135055696360316</id><published>2011-07-02T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T19:07:33.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MI THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>1.) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;YOUR HAIR&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn your hair cutting meant much more than you will ever know it is what inspired me to cut mine and I love it... But only because I loved yours first therefore you love your hair. Stop lying to yourself please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today-&lt;br /&gt;I was in a volleyball tournament with my brother and his redneck/mennonite/yah know... friends It was a blast we got third place and that was great. Lots of volleyball by the end I was so exhausted though.Then I came home took a shower and then couldnt find anything to wear.. WHAT? how the ... is this happening. I just got so much stuff. I guess my gets werent as good as i thought. Then I went to a dear friends grad party it was absolutely darling. What a great day.&lt;br /&gt;Through this whole day I came to this conlusion&lt;br /&gt;mattie n brett are meant for eachother.&lt;br /&gt;Dan Sack is a much funner person drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have kids and live in a little community where our kids are raised together.&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;mr. tall.&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope no one reads this blog..........ever&lt;br /&gt;except I guess marla and brritt are an exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling rather lazy and I really need to go running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS YOU&lt;br /&gt;DONT LOVE MAINE MORE THEN ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;-GLADYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)&lt;br /&gt;3.)&lt;br /&gt;4.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JI_B_bdblg0/Tg_OhvT4t8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/vML610yQmRg/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-02+at+22.05+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JI_B_bdblg0/Tg_OhvT4t8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/vML610yQmRg/s320/Photo+on+2011-07-02+at+22.05+%25233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dont I look ghostly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-9165135055696360316?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/9165135055696360316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/mi-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/9165135055696360316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/9165135055696360316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/mi-thoughts.html' title='MI THOUGHTS'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JI_B_bdblg0/Tg_OhvT4t8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/vML610yQmRg/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-07-02+at+22.05+%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-1833549015929975183</id><published>2011-07-02T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T14:24:44.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right about</title><content type='html'>Now I'm feeling three different strong feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I wish so badly I didn't cut my beautiful hair. I'm livid actually. Take a look at the beautifulness I once owned. I thoughtlessly and carelessly cut it off. Basically shaved it off. Well sense I'm on my iPod it's not letting me upload a picture. Do use your great brain and just remember te beautifulness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Maine is the bomb. We're about to go out onthe boat and I'm so excited. Life is good. Nothing toft now could be better. Except for one change. The change being you here. I wish you were Right here next to me. Lifes almost perfect. When we get married to our husbands we'll have to make it clearto them that our two families will do EVERYTHING together. Miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I also very much so wish I was playin soccer with my team. I miss them already. I just want to play. I ruv soccerr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also annoy myself. When I don't like mr tall I don't like him at all. When I do like Him I like him hard. Butttt I Also have a huge crush on mr soffisticated. I know we say he's perfect for your sister which he actually truly is. But I like him along with every other boy. But it's the guys I wont ever end up with that keep me single. I stay single JUST in case someday they'll  like me. Haha. Please cOme to Maine right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I spilled some strawberries on a shirt i GOT. I knew anything I got will either be lost or stained in a matter of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-1833549015929975183?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/1833549015929975183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1833549015929975183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/1833549015929975183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/right-about.html' title='Right about'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-4848836356710648643</id><published>2011-07-01T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T16:23:07.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maine bound and Maine staying</title><content type='html'>I love this area so much I can't take it. Even though I love the area and the beauty I am on my fathers iPad instead of going on a run. However, the thought of running is the worst of them all right now. I slept all night and watched lots of greys. I got here ate and slept even more. I've been a zombie today. So I'm just waiting for tomorrow to come so I can go on a run. It will be a long one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You know how I said my uncle reminds me of Luke. Well we're not even a day in and I feel like I'm friends with an older Luke. When I'm home I feel like im with a younger Doug. This is strange. Haha. I hear the song that you are Jared love the music video and they way they dance. So I find where it's coming from and it's my uncle doug watching the video and trying/making fun of the way they dance.  Love finding some home where ever I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I am on the iPad and I was trying to say "I feel like whenever I'm gone..."but it typed out to be " I feel Luke whenever Im gone...." hahaha. Def not what I meant. Anyways.  Feel like whenever I'm gone the mist happens at home. Right now we have Colby home and Joe and Nikki broke up. Not even a day in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story: uncle Doug said : my wife is having fun at home in the boom club.&lt;br /&gt;I hear : uncle Doug say : my wife is having fun at home in the foot club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I than imagined what it would be like being in a foot oclub. Then I thought ' well we all know who would be the host of this club....." That would be Tyler or AKA Tanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the market for work shoes.  Want to buy them before po paddy. But there is a site with awesome hiking gear and they NDEA a 70% sale and I want to buy so much stuff from there. And that's limited time ONLY. I also need to buy and editing software. I also need to put money away and also and however too also I need money for gas for la car ride to po paddy. I'm rich but. Not that rich. S now I need to find out what is worth my money. I'm already down a couple mulahs because I bought something awesome : grey's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruv roo raitryn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Gladys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Kathry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-4848836356710648643?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/4848836356710648643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/maine-bound-and-maine-staying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4848836356710648643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/4848836356710648643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/07/maine-bound-and-maine-staying.html' title='Maine bound and Maine staying'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-3550064832654820273</id><published>2011-06-30T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:19:15.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something i found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vqvOntIU6k/Tgz2FxKk09I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KXDDYhVcWvM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-06-29+at+23.48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vqvOntIU6k/Tgz2FxKk09I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KXDDYhVcWvM/s320/Photo+on+2011-06-29+at+23.48.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I found this on my computer this morning, HOW LOVELY! Kath Im really going to miss you this weekend I will probably just sit at home and look at this picture and miss you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE GLADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-3550064832654820273?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/3550064832654820273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/something-i-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3550064832654820273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/3550064832654820273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/something-i-found.html' title='Something i found'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vqvOntIU6k/Tgz2FxKk09I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KXDDYhVcWvM/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-06-29+at+23.48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-7870083039593020404</id><published>2011-06-28T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:06:42.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmmm weddings</title><content type='html'>I LOVE WEDDINGS... I just do I cant help it from the flowers to the grooms priceless look when he first sees his bride uh I just love it all. Sometimes I just wish I could skip the whole dating part and get married and be married... Wish it were that simple. This happens to me everytime I go to a wedding its all I can think about. SO kathry can you just get married to some african or... mexican already???? you know you want too. The reason I am talking about weddings is because I was at a wedding on Saturday actually I helped take pictures of the wedding with my sister. The bride was stunning and the groom thought so too. It was the cutest thing in the world. They were eachothers first loves and had been dating for about 5 years. HOW PRESH? anyway everything was so simple yet so personal from the ceremony to the reception. In fact at one point I started crying. I dont cry much so this was a big deal. I wish I had a picture to show the adorableness of this couple, but I cant upload it onto this computer so I cant show you.. whoever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-7870083039593020404?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/7870083039593020404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/mmmmm-weddings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7870083039593020404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7870083039593020404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/mmmmm-weddings.html' title='mmmmm weddings'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-5369865533132646030</id><published>2011-06-27T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T07:11:29.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why I'm so single</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FIRST AND FOREMOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just need to express how hard it is for me not to start out each blog with a "hahahahahahahahahaha". It's pretty difficult. Our cleverness is just too much for me to handle. Anyone who reads this (if they do, or ever will) is probably thinking our 'jokes' are 'you had to have been there' kind of deal. Even though we aren't talking about past situations, our jokes are only jokes that you and i will laugh at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Now for some reasons. These reasons will express why I am still way so single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;How am i supposed to choose which ethnicity I better prefer. &amp;nbsp;It's a choice that I just can't bring myself to make. They're all my favorite, and I want to marry a man from each.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Let me explain. please. have an iced chai, and listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Africans are happy people. They're optimistic fellows. A sad African still looks happy. in your head, compare an African male sad face with a white male sad face. Whites have the pitiful, sorry, woe is me face down to a T. Now that is sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Africans are doers. They're confident and do what it takes to get something accomplished. They're not willing to compromise they're culture. &amp;nbsp;That's so attractive i can't take it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Now, I can't really say the exact same about African Americans. I'd say most of the male population of African Americans are prettier than they know what to do with. However, They've (generalizing from observation in our surrounding areas) taken on a more White culture which is lazy. We're lazy and African Americans have blended in with us. As there are entrepreneurs in that ethnicity, there are only a select few as the same with the whites. Besides the beautiful men that are made with that color of skin and beautiful face features, there culture doesn't seem to be as stunning as Africans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexicans, or guys containing a percentage of Mexican blood...well you already know. no need to explain. Plus remember the&amp;nbsp;newly&amp;nbsp;weddd half&amp;nbsp;Mexican&amp;nbsp;man i was also in love with. them just being them i love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now for something unrelated but now my new favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thanks to stumble upon which is the greatest of all history of the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.exrx.net/Lists/Directory.html"&gt;EVERY WORKOUT YOU CAN IMAGINE. HOLLAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tHANKS fOR tUNING iN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-5369865533132646030?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/5369865533132646030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-im-so-single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5369865533132646030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5369865533132646030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-im-so-single.html' title='why I&apos;m so single'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-8888066259987893957</id><published>2011-06-24T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:40:03.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic Lights</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was driving to meet up with someone and there was a lot of traffic. I was in the left turning lane and I had just missed the green light (hate it when that happens). But as I was sitting there waiting I was watching all the cars drive by. So I was OVER observing everything when I realized how funny this all looked. I came to the conclusion that drivers and there cars almost look like wild animals. So here we go first we have the lions these are the drivers who are super confident and drive straight and fast right through the traffic light they never go out of control they are simply good and quick drivers. Next we have the elephants these cars are typically bigger or louder then the rest. They are the ones that are always an inch behind the person in front of them and make you so nervous because you think there over eagerness is going to cause an accident. Then we have the cows these are the dumb drivers who are always getting in the wrong lanes and never seem sure of what they want and almost cause accidents. Then lastly we have the turtle drivers they drive so slow and cautiously and it annoys everyone. So this all doesnt really interest me at all and now that I wrote it down I never have to think about it again, BUT if I had to be one of these drivers I would want to a lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough Said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try watching people drive someday it is very entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't drive and eat a wrap it is much more difficult than it looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-GLADY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3DZTf5suZec/TgS9i2Df5CI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bHKX12-G8WM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-06-24+at+12.35+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3DZTf5suZec/TgS9i2Df5CI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bHKX12-G8WM/s320/Photo+on+2011-06-24+at+12.35+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New Favorites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt-Forever 21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Necklace- Banana Republic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Glasses- Gap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Head Band- J Crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good Thing I have a Job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.... and KATHRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-8888066259987893957?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/8888066259987893957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/traffic-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8888066259987893957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/8888066259987893957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/traffic-lights.html' title='Traffic Lights'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3DZTf5suZec/TgS9i2Df5CI/AAAAAAAAAAY/bHKX12-G8WM/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-06-24+at+12.35+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-5073269134645224018</id><published>2011-06-23T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:45:20.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's called something i got</title><content type='html'>Here is something i got (the shirt) that's way to cute and way to comfy. Look and see how awesome it is. just may be my new fave article of clothing.... along with the bangin shorts that will probably never leave my waist until i get too fat&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="goog_1809308840"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1809308841"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zmi1LfuRCyM/TgPBr5i96kI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/x7eaalWyECs/s1600/Photo+on+2011-06-23+at+18.41+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zmi1LfuRCyM/TgPBr5i96kI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/x7eaalWyECs/s320/Photo+on+2011-06-23+at+18.41+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tadaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;way to go LOFT. Talk about an awesome store. where has it been all my life? or where have i been all its life? questions for the wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-5073269134645224018?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/5073269134645224018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-called-something-i-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5073269134645224018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/5073269134645224018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-called-something-i-got.html' title='It&apos;s called something i got'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zmi1LfuRCyM/TgPBr5i96kI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/x7eaalWyECs/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-06-23+at+18.41+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-642207167322285658</id><published>2011-06-21T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T10:14:50.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;STATING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;what &lt;/span&gt;is my favorite as of this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like all my likes to be written down in one spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the actress&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1659547/"&gt;Cary Mulligan&lt;/a&gt;. Cary is in two of my favorite movies&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1334260/"&gt;Never Let Me Go&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1174732/"&gt;An Education&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favorite is :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0404030/"&gt;Everything is Illuminated&lt;/a&gt;. This movie isn't a great movie and I don't really like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000704/"&gt;Elijah Wood&lt;/a&gt;. My reason for loving this movie is because of the russians. I love russian accents. You know when you like someone and they don't like you back, so you like them even more? Well I like russian accents and i can't speak it at all so i think i like them even more than usual. I mean that's basically the same thing, right? My favorite character in this movie is&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1778479/"&gt;Eugene Hutz&lt;/a&gt;. His accent is the best, his character in the movie is a know it all I'm all awesome and no one can touch me. In reality he's a little loser. Watch the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi3936682265/"&gt;Trailer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi612735001/"&gt;Trailer&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000517/"&gt;Terrence Malick&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;produced that movie, which means it's great already. He also produced&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1595656/"&gt;The Burial&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;which does not yet have a trailer or a date that says when it's going to be out, but judging by the cover, it looks great. Maybe because&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1046097/"&gt;Rachel McAdams&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Is in it, i'm not sure. She's so so so so good at acting, she's my FAVORITE along with cary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel McAdams is also in&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0452694/"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;which everyone knows but most hate this movie. You know when you're young and you LOVE a song? A few years later you listen to that old song and you still love it even though it's really a lame and poorly made song? that's how this movie was. The time i watched it was a weird time (in RI) and this movie hit the spot. so now it's forever one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1605783/"&gt;This movie &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;looks fun, not a great movie, but fun. The kind of movie i'll only spend one dollar at redbox to watch. I've abused that saying and i've used it to justify way to many poorly made movies. &amp;nbsp;Midnight in Paris was written and directed by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000095/"&gt;Woody Allen&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woody Allen has directed another one of my favorite movies :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0079522/"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;He wrote, produced and starred as the main character in this movie. Woody has written and produced many, many movies which i should take the time to watch all, but i haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two movies I watched and loved :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1314280/"&gt;Welcome&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0249462/"&gt;Billy Elliot&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A classic that i love and everyone else should too :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0105265/"&gt;A River Runs Through It&lt;/a&gt;. Brads as &amp;nbsp;young as an infant in this movie, and the other main character looks a little like frankenstein. But it's a great movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two favorite movies that are or were recently in the theaters are :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0964517/"&gt;The Fighter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1067583/"&gt;Water for Elephants&lt;/a&gt;. on that note there is something you should know about me.... Elephants are my favorite animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw water for elephants it reminded me of this awesome short i saw. &amp;nbsp;My sisters best friends sisters friend made this video... and it's great. It's about twenty minutes, but you should watch it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thebutterflycircus.com/short-film/"&gt;Link to the Butterfly Circus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we start talking about shorts I have to tell you some of my favorites. I find all of them on Vimeo.com. I wont go into detail but i'll list them so you can watch them IF YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5177243"&gt;My Favourite THings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7199178"&gt;Hecq Vs Exillion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12368342"&gt;Flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14341384"&gt;Chris Sauter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/20354492"&gt;Northwest Corner, Souteast Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/21478229"&gt;Roman &amp;amp; Valentina&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Kaitlyn watch this&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16487049"&gt;Chatter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;- and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documentaries, well there are too many to start listing. but one you need to watch still is WAR DANCE. it's on your netflix, watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CU5llgdEd4A"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;. Now it's your job to love it just as much as i do, which is a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kathryn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-642207167322285658?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/642207167322285658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/642207167322285658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/642207167322285658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-like.html' title='I feel like'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-7844993101219013264</id><published>2011-06-20T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T05:34:43.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple Personalitities</title><content type='html'>Before I get to multiple personalities I want to touch on what you encountered the other evening. I sat there and listened as they said it. It was like they were trying to know everything about you. I held my breath as I heard you ramble then answer.... then answer again and knew only I know that deep down you know what you want to do but no one else gets that. Ha nobody gets that but me and you.&amp;nbsp;What we want is simply everything and more. The fact is we are the least boring people in the world and want to experience everything. I mean why not? I secretly change my major everyday, BUT nobody needs to know that so for now I'm on default saying im studying spanish education.. THERE everybody is satisfied even myself cuz no one can see my bluf. So here Kathry is what I propose to you make a default major for whenever people ask what your doing. I wanna say that going to school somewhere studying something would be a convincing story for people. This way you can keep your secret and then people can be annoyed because they are trying so hard to figure you out. But they cant and they may even think they know what your gonna do, but they dont. So again the other week (or night) when this conversation I was weirdly annoyed how people only want to know about other peoples majors to shoot them down. Or question them but let me tell you this will stop... If you go with my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now to my multiple personalities or I would like to call it my multiple addictions disorder. This all started way back when I used to play with polly pockets and its still going on today so heres the rundown. Ok where it became evident that I had a multiple addiction disorder started in elementary when I started horseback riding. Hmm funny thing about that is that Kathry also liked horses. Anyway we rode horses and loved horses...HORSES. iT'S WHAT WE DID. Then I got a horse and hated it and never rode him but no one knew that but Kathry... So there I was obsessed with horses then I ended up destroying a perfectly good horse. HOW ORDINARY? Then there was softball hmmm Kathry was there too. We loved softballl. Then there was swimming for me i dont think kathryn was ever addicted to that one. Then there was art school, p90x, running wait I was never addicted to that. And many more that I am not gonna mention the point is. IM happy kathryns happy and thats what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im gonna go back to watching TV which there is nothing on but there is nothing else to do. So Kathryn have a good day. You told me you worked til 2 and I was happy cuz we were gonna go take care of busineesss. Now I have to wait until 7:30.. pissed, a little but yes but waiting makes me want something more. So I will wait patiently and not mention that Im annoyed that your done at 7:30. Hope your day is as good as mine is gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-7844993101219013264?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/7844993101219013264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/multiple-personalitities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7844993101219013264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/7844993101219013264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/multiple-personalitities.html' title='Multiple Personalitities'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-870481882130692264</id><published>2011-06-19T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:11:02.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flusters of thy me</title><content type='html'>You know how we get all hiped about something... cough cough.... and it doesn't go as planned. So far what hasn't worked out has always been replaced with something even better then what we expect. Anyways, we're alike in this way. We're also alike in a way that we think the same, do the same stuff and admit to&amp;nbsp;each other&amp;nbsp;only realize once again.... we're the same. Our mothers are not at all alike yet produced two girls who couldn't be more alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is more to be said about how alike we are but my point is that you know me. You know i make promises to myself only to let myself down. like one i made the other day was something like : I'm not going to speak to ANYONE literally no one about my college education&amp;nbsp;until&amp;nbsp;i'm in it and doing it. I took that seriously. i was going to even stall it until i graduated. Guess what.... hasn't worked out so far. I hate the "what are you doing next year, what school, classes, degree do you have?" questions. SO&amp;nbsp;ANNOYING. my question to them would then be " Will this conversation benefit you in the near future or your far away future at all? NO in fact what i do next year has nothing to do with you. stop making small talk and lets talk about something else." In all actuality this is not at all what i would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone asked me. they did. you know who too. you were right there listening. i'm sure you could feel the annoyance i head steaming through my body and the sizzling of the skin to which only a best friend can see and hear. He got it out of me. He pried the words right out of my mouth. he knows what i'm doing next year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is sucks (i know i have grammar errors up and down this, but this was on&amp;nbsp;purpose). I believe as soon as i speak my future into someones brain i than have no path way leading to where i just said i was going. So now i'm mad. for those of &amp;nbsp;you who ask please never again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you glady (kaitlyn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not as mad as i sound hahaha. the reason being because you found the most spectacular picture of me. Where you found it i don't know. Who knew i had blonde hair and glasses and i won some award. That is not at all what i remember from my childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My childhood goes something like this : short brown hair, i could see as clear as the blue sky is clear and blue, I lost everything, didn't try very hard. but who knows, that could be me in the picture. I've always thought i had two personalities. Maybe everyone has been hiding it and you're paid to be my friend and you accidentally just spilled the beans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which makes me think, wait am i really? Am i brushing a serious matter right of my shoulders. Kaitlyn, do i have&amp;nbsp;multiple&amp;nbsp;personalities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-870481882130692264?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/870481882130692264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/flusters-of-thy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/870481882130692264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/870481882130692264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/flusters-of-thy-me.html' title='Flusters of thy me'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-2190505581522503309</id><published>2011-06-19T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T11:21:42.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathrrrry..........lllllllll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This here post is dedicated to my friend kathryn who just wrote the heart warming post about the picture of herself as a child. This here is a picture I found of her when I was looking through my many collectables. All I have to say about this picture is ALOT. I love it brings tears to my pores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzX88wcuwCw/Tf46_X3R0mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/trPp2KnoTfM/s1600/Awkward+Kim+AFP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzX88wcuwCw/Tf46_X3R0mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/trPp2KnoTfM/s320/Awkward+Kim+AFP.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So here are my thoughts on Kathryn. I have never met a girl that could get me so excited about something and then share that enthusiasm for the same amount of time I do. I think we really keep eachother level headed. We get excited about something and as soon as we see it not going how we expected we getting something else to be excited about. I dont know about you but thats what I call a true friend. So far this summer I have been blessed to spend almost every night watching greys anatomy with KATH and now only have 2 seasons of that addicting show to watch. I really wanna write more but I cant cuz its nap time on a Sunday but Kath if you read this have fun on your new bike that you got good luck and dont run over any animals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621642205729614083-2190505581522503309?l=bestfran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/feeds/2190505581522503309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/kathrrrrylllllllll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2190505581522503309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621642205729614083/posts/default/2190505581522503309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfran.blogspot.com/2011/06/kathrrrrylllllllll.html' title='Kathrrrry..........lllllllll'/><author><name>Best what Friends</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372464983385706817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzX88wcuwCw/Tf46_X3R0mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/trPp2KnoTfM/s72-c/Awkward+Kim+AFP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621642205729614083.post-2128568848529867776</id><published>2011-06-17T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T08:07:53.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HERE'S&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;the deal. If you knew all the talk that went into the making of this blog, you'd laugh. If you heard the planning and what was planned, you'd be the first reader and subscriber along with everyone else. Luckily you didn't hear, and you wont know of our&amp;nbsp;obsessive&amp;nbsp;talkings about the creating of this {here} blog. All you need to know is it was a very obsessive sort of talk, very planned out, and not at all put into action. in fact this {here} blog is already completely not what it was intended for. What was in intended for, you'll never know, but it is something now so read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE TO KAITLYN. Hey lady, look what i have done.... finally.... started..... out.... blog. I'm going to go ahead and take the honors of making OUR (my) first post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there were to be a story written about my friendship with Kaitlyn Kurtz it would have all the old ladies crying of our sincere, kindred (hate that word) friendship we have. Kait is the bomb.Kait I'm writing only to you in this blog. Let me tell you about my day so far, I worked on the register at work AND i accidentally charged a lady 2000 dollars worth of&amp;nbsp;groceries&amp;nbsp;that fit into barely two bags. gasp. sorry lady, i need food on the table. twas a big mistake and easily fixed after messing up about two more times in the&amp;nbsp;process&amp;nbsp;of trying to correct the mistaken soul of me&amp;nbsp;myself. The hours leading up to this moment I stumbled upon photos of me as a child, how presh. I love myself as a child. All i want to do is hug me to death, how did my mom release me from a hug still having a heart that beats? BEATS me. Those pictures made me want to be a better person for that little girl with the most innocent smile. That little girl helps me realize what my priorities need to be.The other day in my random dozing off thought I was thinking to myself "I know what i don't want in general &amp;amp; in life, but i don't know what i DO want. this is not a problem that does not equalizes itself out. I short handed myself." I had know idea what i wanted with anything in particular. But those pictures give me a way better idea. She (little girl in the picture) makes it so clear. Hours leading up to the picture finding it was then thursday night which only mans open mic at steel city. This was an interesting night, got hit on by this kid, and another kid, and kicked out of a bar before i even smelled the waiting room. On the good side, you ordered a great song for katie, katie, and gr to paly, so now i have those wonderful songs playing through my head like a theme song to my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss you, thinking of you, know why? bout to wath grey's homes. 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